Romans & histoires Wafting Devotion

"No, dumb-ass. I am not blaming you. Just at the least, don't be a fucking liability!" Van felt a hot surge in his blood, he was very annoyed at how rock-ribbed Luna is. Does she not understand what the probability of getting hurt is? Not everybody is as agile and strong as she is. What in the hell is her deal? He thought. Out of anger, he threw kick to the well. Minutes passed and Bagwis returned to the chapel. Van was still outside beside the well while Luna was sitting near the altar. The large statue of Jesus Christ was beheaded and everything was full of dust and crushed cement. It did look like a perfect place for a horror movie. In the dark and silent place, Bagwis' voice echoed.

taking a deep breath, Kaiser walked away into one of the rooms where he returned the reins of control to Devon and he shifted then dressed up and walked back out. His steps felt light and had a bounce to it as he returned; allowing himself to be definetly proved good for his human form. “Back to your alphas’ dirty secret…” he walked over to Ketura, who despite being bound in every way made sure her hatred reflected in her eyes. Devon ignored the look in her eyes, grabbed her arm and dragged her to the forefront. “She is a witch,” The reps collectively gasped and exchanged looks of disbelief. “That is not possible…”

Her voice faltered as she blinked. "My fault!" He whispered, wiping her tears. "it okay, stop crying" he dropped, his voice soft and calm as she gasped in disbelief... ★ QUARTERS* Tatiana raced into her room locking the door behind her, she was still trying to process what earlier happened but she can't believe it. He stylishly apologized to her! What the F*ck. Does a devil apologize? She can't believe this! Tatiana inhaled and exhaled slowly.

"Back then, I donated 800cc of blood to save a car accident victim. I accidentally burned my arm afterward. He said… he'd marry me. But I waited all these years, and he never came for me." "Don't listen to her!" I cried, clutching his arm desperately. "She's lying. She's framing me!" But he shook me off as though my touch burned him. "Natalie, I never thought you'd stoop so low… impersonating my savior and stealing your best friend's life."

“You are safe here.” She remembered scoffing internally. Safe had become a word people used too easily. “Devotion Assurance is designed to support clarity, purpose, and emotional alignment,” the voice continued. “Participation is voluntary. You may disengage at any time.” A pause. “Do you wish to proceed?” Mara had hesitated. She told herself she was just tired. That this was no different from meditation protocols, from the grounding exercises Rowan himself had once taught during a brutal winter. “Yes,” she had said.

Caleb remind me I was already dressed, so I just picked up my bag, ready to leave Zara grabbed my wrist and shot me a deadly glare "57" that's what you are Don't cross the line... she warned and yanked my arms away. My vision was already blurry from the tears threatening to fall Is Valerie even worth coming back??

Then: "Will you still want me if I lose faith completely? If I stop praying?" Valcoz’s answer was a whisper against his collarbone. "I want you because you doubt. Not in spite of it." Jacquiem pressed his face into the demon’s shoulder, body shaking, not from lust, but from release. From finally admitting he was no longer fighting the bond that had already sealed itself without magic. And in the quiet dark, surrounded by ash and velvet, he realized that his attachment wasn’t just survival. It was devotion. And that scared him more than any blade ever could.

"Mom, there's nothing left worth holding onto anymore… At least I can leave this world together with you, and that way you won't be lonely… "Besides, even if you die, you can get reborn again, right? I'll always be with you!" The voice sounded sympathetic, yet every word pushed me toward self-destruction. I had long wondered how all of this was possible, and it finally clicked. Someone knew that I had been reborn, that I was carrying a new life, and was carefully manipulating me towards the very same ending as my past life. I finally understood! Ben and May's wedding celebration showed no signs of stopping, even after a few days.

“Because in my entire twenty years of working for you, sir… I never thought any woman would affect you this much. You even risked a billion-dollar deal for her.” A small, dark smile curved my lips. I set the glass down with a soft clink and replied calmly, almost to myself, “Freya has wormed her way under my skin more than I care to admit… but that doesn’t mean she controls me. She isn’t really affecting me. I’m not that sentimental. She simply sparked a little interest in me… and I’m sure I’ll have her.” Devon walked closer, his tone shifting noticeably. He wasn’t speaking like an employee anymore, he was speaking like an elder brother.

How tall is this devil? “Galileo, put her in a room on you guys’ floor,” the devil instructed. “Si, boss.”(Yes). He took a step towards the elevators before he paused and partially turned. “We still leave at dawn,” he informed. “Should I book Flora’s ride for the same time?” Galileo inquired. “Does she bribe you or something?” From where I stood, I saw his eyes flash with anger. “Sorry, boss. I just assumed…since you’ve not been seeing others aside her lately…”